Full Moon Breakdown, Dupont St. Subway Station

When I was a boy, I had an imaginary friend named Puck. Imaginary to others – but very real to me. When I started the Acid4yuppies project, a couple of months into the COVID-19 lockdown, Puck returned to my life.

Puck is a merry trickster, who occasionally puts drops in my eyes that make me see things differently. This is one instance of it: it was a full moon evening and I was coming home by subway and got off at Dupont St. station, one of my favourite subway stations in all of Toronto. 

I had a glorious breakdown – there were moons everywhere. Puck was egging me on. “Take a swim in that purple lake that just formed right there in front of you. Go ahead, and touch those moons.” And so I did.